It was just another shitty day. Job after job after job, and it was like Yamagishi couldn't catch a break. If he wasn't in his office, he was out doing hands on work for Toman. He just wanted to rest and get off his feet for a few minutes, maybe take some migraine relief and nap.

As soon as he pulled his bike into the driveway, he could see the silhouette in the window. You looked so excited that he was home, but Yamagishi wasn't in the mood for all the energy you no doubt had. His little night owl, you were. Always up at night with a coffee or a tea, reading or playing games. It was endearing on a normal day.

Yamagishi didn't bother to take his shoes off as he came in and dropped his keys in the little ceramic bowl on the hall table. He loved you, truly he did, but sometimes you could be too much. Hopefully tonight wouldn't be that way.